Hokay, So, Dan, Sam, Phil and myself decided to go see Anchorman at the movies tonight, but it didn't quite work out as we planned. My mom decided that I needed to help set up the patio furniture, and held the keys hostage until it was done :-(. So she made me late in getting the car, and there wasn't enough time to get us all to the movies.

Our desperatation and fear of being bored home alone, prompted us to revert to GAME NIGHT ((C) Cirillo Family) at Dan's.

The game of choice: MONOPOLY

It was a huge consipiracy between the left and the right side of the table. It came down to Dan and I v. Sam and Phil. Our agreement worked like this: if it helped you, didn't hurt the other guy, and hurt the other whores, then it was good :-). It was like being eligible for S Corporation Taxes...

It was quite a showdown, and if I didn't have to get a fucking chance card that made me fucking advance to fucking Board-fucking-walk complete with the fucking Ritz Fucking Carlton, I think I would have done alright...But C'est la vie et Que Sera. After I withdrew from the game, unable to continue in a newly impoverished state, we went to Friendly's.

The place was empty except for about six booths, and our waitress, Madame Depresso, seated us at the scene of the Robot Attack of 1967. It was a hilarious experience, but it was so calm. Everyone except us that is. We had so much fun doing what we alway do...Laugh at odd people. We were kinda loud too...I half expected us to get thrown out. Then we would have just gone to West Side's. Any ways, Our waitress was a Slampoe, and got a 49 cent tip. Phil will tell you more...

Anyways, then all of us went our seperate ways. And now I am home...bored....
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